"Why do you women like to ask this question?" Song Qingshu said with a wry smile, "You are a year or two older than her, in the future you will call her sister, and she will call you sister."
Auntie Zhu gave him a resentful look: "You clearly know that's not what I asked."
Of course Song Qingshu knew what she meant. He understood that women in this world attached great importance to the issue of status, whether it was a wife or a concubine had too much to do with it.
But how can he answer this question? Unable to match Aunt Zhu's pitiful eyes, Song Qingshu had no choice but to say: "In my hometown, there is no distinction between wives and concubines. In the future, all of you will be my wives, and I will treat each of you equally."
Auntie Zhu was shocked by his shocking thoughts, and couldn't help saying: "How is this possible..."
It's no wonder she didn't believe it. Since the Western Zhou Dynasty, these etiquette and customs have been passed down from generation to generation, and the concept of wives and concubines has penetrated into everyone's bones.
Leaving other things aside, the status of wives and concubines is related to a woman's status in the family, which in turn affects the status of her children, as well as future inheritance rights and the like.
Only regular wives can be included in the genealogy, and the sons born to them are called sons-in-law, who have the right to inherit the title, and the children born to other concubines and even the so-called ordinary wives are all concubines...
Seeing Aimee Zhu's expression of disbelief, Song Qingshu said sternly: "This is indeed what I really think in my heart."
Auntie Zhu was startled, seeing that his tone did not sound like a joke, she wondered if what he said was true
Aimee Zhu, who was born in the royal family since she was a child, naturally wouldn't believe that his naive idea could come true, and then smiled sweetly: "Song Lang, I can be your concubine, it doesn't even matter if I don't have a title, but you have to promise me one condition."
Song Qingshu was taken aback: "What conditions?"
"If you can rule the world, after our child is born in the future, you will seal some of the land of the former Ming Dynasty to him, and let him inherit the country of the Ming Dynasty."
The time I have been in contact with Song Qingshu is not short, especially after knowing that he has cheated the world and made Kangxi Li Daitao dead, Auntie Zhu was overjoyed but also secretly frightened, knowing that with his ambition, he might not be satisfied with fighting the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty...
As a woman, she would marry a chicken and follow the chicken, but sometimes she also thought that as long as Song Qingshu can rebel against the Qing Dynasty, it doesn't matter if he finally recovers or not.
However, as a descendant of the Daming royal family, Aimee Zhu really couldn't let go of the heavy responsibility on her shoulders. Now she is using her influence and Ming Dynasty's orthodox status to help Song Qingshu. If she ends up making wedding clothes for others, she will really feel sorry for the ancestors of the Zhu family.
So after thinking about it, Aimee Zhu finally came up with such a way to get the best of both worlds.
"You really have endured too many things that ordinary girls don't need to bear." Song Qingshu stretched out his hand to caress her cheek pitifully, then nodded solemnly, "Okay, I promise you."
"Really?" Auntie Zhu looked at him in disbelief. You must know that this world attaches great importance to the concept of incense, and almost no man is willing to let his son take a woman's surname, let alone when it involves lands and borders.
After Qin Shihuang abolished feudalism and established prefectures and counties, the later dynasties almost no longer enfeoffed the states like the Zhou Dynasty. After the Han and Jin dynasties, there was a "rebellion of seven kingdoms" and an "rebellion of eight kings". Be cautious, many times the title of king is just a nominal shell.
Auntie Zhu was still moved, but Song Qingshu said with a smile: "Anyway, it is still far away for me to rule the world. Using a bad check to trick a noble princess into a promise of her body is a good deal no matter how you look at it." Buy and sell."
"You!" Before Zhu Yu could get angry, Song Qingshu had already embraced her in his arms, and his solemn voice sounded in his ear, "Trust me, Ah Jiu."
Auntie Zhu was stunned, then hummed, and leaned her face tightly against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.
After a long time, seeing that he still didn't let go of herself, Auntie Zhu felt a little embarrassed. She was worried that people passing by would see her, so she quickly pushed him away, and said with a feigned resentment, "Anyway, I can't help you if you regret it afterwards. Who makes people foolish?" Yes, you lied to me from the beginning."
Seeing her bring up the incident in Shengjing again, Song Qingshu retorted with a guilty conscience: "That's not a lie, I really want to save you."
"Really?" Auntie Zhu said with a half-smile, "Do you really have no other way to save me?"
"Of course not." Song Qingshu said hastily.
"I don't know who was holding the seriously injured Mongolian princess not long ago, and rushed from Shandong to Kaifeng to seek medical treatment from a famous doctor who killed someone in less than a day?" Auntie Zhu has been inquiring about Song Qingshu's news, so she naturally knows that he brought Zhao Min to seek medical treatment. .
Song Qingshu was sweating profusely, and explained embarrassingly, "That's different."
"Oh, what's the difference? Why didn't you save her the way you saved me this time?" Auntie Zhu looked at him slyly.
Song Qingshu thought to himself that I can't say that I thought that method was a bit too shameless, so Aimi Zhu couldn't be mad at her? Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in my mind, and I said anxiously and wisely: "She was not hurt as badly as you at that time, so naturally she didn't need to use that ultimate weapon."
Hearing his adjectives, a blush flashed across Auntie Zhu's face, and she couldn't help but spit: "I'm afraid they don't let you use that method? I have heard for a long time that the host of Shaomin County in Mongolia is as smart as a fox. Compared with her, I am as smart as a fox." You are so stupid that you actually believed your nonsense at that time."
Song Qingshu said anxiously: "At that time, your life was indeed at stake, and there was no room for delay."
Seeing his nervous look, Auntie Zhu couldn't help but chuckle: "Silly brother, he deliberately teased you. Anyway... Anyway, thinking about it now, it doesn't seem like a bad thing to believe you back then, and it feels... not bad."
"Wow, you actually teased me." Song Qingshu couldn't help reaching out to tickle her.
While dodging, Aimee Zhu coquettishly called out: "Oh, it's their camp, don't... stop making trouble."
Song Qingshu glanced to the side, and sure enough, he had arrived at Shuijian's camp on the top of the mountain, so he immediately stopped his movements, in front of this former minister of the Ming Dynasty, he had to save Aimi Zhu some face.
Hearing the notification from the two, the soldier guarding the gate waved his hand: "Go back, our commander-in-chief will not see you today." Although Shui Jian fell into a bandit, he was still proud of his former status as the commander-in-chief.
We must know that although there were differences between the general soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, the worst one was at least at the same level as the commander of a provincial military region, so most of Shui Jian's subordinates still called him the general soldier.
"You didn't go to report, how do you know he won't see us?" Aimee Zhu wondered.
Even through the veil, the soldier was amazed by Auntie Zhu's peerless demeanor. In order to talk to her for a while, he deliberately said coquettishly: "Fairy, let me tell you quietly, today a distant cousin of the Shui Zongbing Bringing his daughter to visit him, that water girl is also beautiful, and she is so delicate and beautiful, the brothers in the camp are drooling..."
Seeing him praising the water girl eloquently, Aimee Zhu had no choice but to interrupt him, "What happened next?"
The soldier came back to his senses, and smiled embarrassingly: "Of course the water girl is not as beautiful as the fairy... Later, a martial monk with strong martial arts came, who seemed to be called the ancestor of the blood knife. The Chief Soldier and the others were unprepared and took her away, now Chief Shui Bing and the others have gone after that monk, how can they meet you?"
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